All language subtitles for The.Waltons.S08E18.The.Remembrance.WEBp.x264-ION10

[laughing]

This is your cousin, Zadok.

'Well, actually,
he's Pa's cousin.'

He'd be your first cousin
twice removed.

Oh, more or less.
Who am I to tell?

Hope you can stay for a spell.

There's a lot
to be did at the farm

but I expect I can
stay through the picnic.

I do not care who he is.
He is crude and backward.

If there are any telephone calls
or anybody drops by to see me

you just tell 'em
I'll be back in a whipstitch.

We'll sure tell 'em.

He told me a lawyer
was after him.

Told me he's getting his degree
from Boatwright University.

Well, his hearing's gone, his
eyesight, too, for all we know.

His mind wanders. His memory
just turns on and off.

I think he's got hardening
of the arteries.

We're the only relatives
within a thousand miles.

I think he's come
here to die.

You're absolutely crazy.
You've poisoned my baby.

[theme music]

[music continues]

[melancholic music]

(male narrator)
On Walton's Mountain
as everywhere else on earth

in the later years
of World War II

there was a constant feeling
of dislocation and change

Until one weekend in 1944

in the midst of the chaos
and confusion

we unexpectedly found
a bright, sturdy link

between ourselves
and the way of life

we were so swiftly losing.

A rich reminder of who we were,
what we were, and where.

Good afternoon, sir.

I swear to my soul, young woman

you a Walton if ever I seen one,
and I have saw considerable.

Sir?

- You one of Zeb Walton's girls?
- No, I'm one of John's.

My name's Elizabeth.

Oh, that's nothing, honey.
They named me Zadok.

Mr. Zadok, would you care
for a glass of lemonade?

Elizabeth..

I'd be proud,
mighty proud.

That's prime lemonade,
it is, Elizabeth.

Mr. Zadok knows a lot about us.
He's come a long way.

How long a way, Mr. Zadok?

Well, I've hoofed it
all the way from home

and I'd hate to do it
twice in one week.

Got me a little patch
of scratch-gravel farm

across Methodist Creek.

That's way up yonder behind
Big Spruce Knob, Boone County.

Well, that's miles
from here.

I computated about 44 miles
as the crow flies

if anybody's got a crow
that don't especially care

where he's going.

[chuckling]

Do you have much
farther to go?

Well, I devoutly hope not.

Where I started out for, I'm at.

Fellow told me to meet him
at Walton's house

on Walton's Mountain.

Here I am, and here he ain't.

Who's that, Mr. Zadok?

Who's what?

(Erin)
'The man you're
meeting here.'

Oh, I'm meeting
your grandpa, Zeb Walton.

Mr. Zadok..

...our grandpa passed away
almost three years ago.

[somber music]

Well, I expect that
I oughtn't to be surprised.

Where's Zeb restin'?

Up there on the top
of the mountain.

It's where he
wanted to be.

Zeb and I growed up together,
he being a mite younger than me

and I'd hate to tell you
how old I am.

What about your grandma?
Where's little Esther at?

Well, she had a stroke a while
back, but she's doing fine.

Well, I thought so.

You know, them
little-bitty women

they just as tough
as whitleather.

Grandma's visiting some
relatives in Buckingham County.

Oh, she always was
traipsing about and caucusin'.

Yeah, she was always
that a-way inclined

if Zeb hadn't kept her
on a short string.

Well...now, who else we got?

[car honking]

Well, if that ain't
the beatinest!

He don't even know who I am!

Cousin Zadok, ha ha ha.

I'd recognize your old hide
in a tan yard.

- Good to see you. How you been?
- Oh, tolerable, tolerable.

This is your cousin, Zadok.

'Well, actually,
he's Pa's cousin.'

He'd be your first cousin
twice removed.

More or less.
Who am I to tell?

Hope you can stay
for a spell.

There's a lot
to be did at the farm

but I expect I can stay
through the picnic.

Is there a picnic?

Well, that's what
your grandpa said

and I never knowed him
to drop back on a promise.

That's a date you made.
That's why you're here.

When did you and grandpa
make this date?

Oh, I guess it was along
late spring, 1923.

He come up to Boone County
and spent the whole day with me.

'The last thing I ever said
to him, I said..'

"...Zeb, now, it's been 10 years
since we saw each other.

"Now, let's don't make
the second time 15."

And he gave me that
little look of his, you know

butter wouldn't melt in his
mouth. Good old Zeb Walton.

Well, cheese wouldn't
choke him either, you know.

'And he said that, "If I'm not
here in 20 years'

"Zadok, you come to visit me

and we'll give you a picnic."

Well, by George,
he was right.

Let's have a picnic.

[horn blaring]

Colonel Usselbury sir!
Are you alright, sir?

Why don't you watch
where you're going?

Oh, sergeant.

I'm sorry. I thought
you were the post commander.

Are you alright?

If you had been thinking
anything, you dumb dogface

I wouldn't be driving all over
the county, now would I?

I guess not.

(sergeant)
And if I had had
the colonel in my car

you'd be peeling the stripes
off your sleeves!

Absolutely. Now, is there
anything I can do?

Sure, you can get lost.

You bet.

You raise all these apples?

Well, me and the good Lord
had a hand in it together.

They're better for taste
than looks.

That's a telephone.

Oh, I've saw three or four
of them in my time.

I just ain't never
talked through one.

Oh, it's easy. When it rings,
you just pick it up and talk.

I'll memorize that
and when that fellow..

Cousin Zadok?

There's a fellow after me.

If he rings that telephone,
you come and get me

and I'll talk on it.

What's the man after you for?

Me, my land, my apples.

Calls hisself a lawyer.

- 'You memorize that.'
- I'll try.

Cousin Zadok, we gotta find
you place to sleep.

I already found one,
Cousin John.

Alright.

(John)
'Now, you sure you wanna
do this, now?'

Well, when I was growing up
on this mountain, Cousin John

any time the house
was full of company

they packed up all
the little boys

and put them in the barn
to sleep on the hay.

Now, I've been missing this
Waltons Mountain hay for 75 year

And I can tote
my own budget..

No, you've carried it
long enough, now.

Well, it ain't as heavy
as it was when I left home.

I brung some apples
for the young'uns.

They're in the kitchen
if you get a hankering.

(John)
Alright.

Hello.

Oh, not again.

I didn't know there was
anybody in here.

They let me use
the piano sometimes.

Wouldn't you know it.

In case I forgot to mention,
my name is Jason Walton.

Now that we've got that settled,
let's both forget it.

[soft piano music]

You probably don't
have a name, huh?

Just rank
and serial number?

Tony Hazelton.

That's Tony like
in Anthony Adverse?

Like in Marie Antoinette.
"Let them eat cake."

That's better.

You're much more an
Antoinette than a Tony.

I'm really thrilled
you think so.

Look, if you're gonna play
the stupid piano, play.

Wouldn't you rather go out to a
movie or something, Antoinette?

I wouldn't be sitting here
in the first place if I did.

What are you doing, Walton?

Composing, Antoinette, a song.

Sounds more like decomposing.

[dramatic music]

[pleasant music]

[door creaks]

What's wrong, Daddy?

Thought I heard some music,
fiddle music.

Coming from the mountain.

Spooky.

It would have to be.
There's nobody up there.

Maybe you just thought
you heard it.

No, I heard it.

A tune I haven't heard since
I was older than John Curtis.

Strange.

- What's going on?
- I thought I heard something.

What?

I don't know, but if I
believed in ghosts..

You're not supposed
to be in here.

That's my job this weekend.

You don't look like you was
qualified for this kind of work.

Well, I'd like to know just why.

- Morning, Daddy.
- Morning.

Howdy, John.

A woman as well-favored as you
ought to just sit

on a cushion
and sew a fine seam.

That's ridiculous, because my
sewing's worse than my cooking.

Now, where does that leave me?

Just sitting there,
looking pretty as red shoes

with blue strings in them.

Zadok, is something going on
between you and my daughter?

Well, that's what she'd
like me to think

but soft words never
buttered no biscuits.

Your cousin Erin is
a speaking likeness

of another lady that
I fell in love with

when I was five years old.

Her name was Aunt Sula Walton.
She was Zeb Walton's mama.

She's where all that
red hair comes from, too.

Really?

Ben, what are you doing home?

A weekend pass I didn't expect.

Got in around 1 o'clock
this morning.

Had to get up
for 4 o'clock feeding.

I want you to meet
cousin Zadok.

Zadok, this is Ben.

Just let him wake up, John,
and then I'll meet him proper.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

Mary Ellen, I thought
you'd be gone.

I overslept.

(Mary Ellen)
John Curtis
was fussy all night.

I left him
bothering Elizabeth.

Elizabeth can handle any three
kids in the neighborhood.

Yeah, but I'm sure she had
things of her own to do today.

Everybody's that a-way these
days, except me I expect.

Thank you.

I'd take John Curtis with me
except he's been acting colicky.

Well, I ain't got no
big plans for today

except sit around here
and dilapidate.

Now, I can put up
with that little feller

if he can put up with me.

If you're sure it
wouldn't be a bother.

Thank you very much.

- Bye-bye, Daddy.
- Bye, honey.

- Bye-bye.
- Bye.

Finished that painting, son?

Taking a break from that
turpentine smell.

You know, Zadok.
You're a bad influence on me.

I'm supposed to be running
all over county this weekend

yelling at my suppliers.

War Department wants twice
as much lumber twice as quick.

Well, I calculate
the Second World War

come to a grinding stop
about an hour ago

waiting for you
to get out and start

mallyhacking them
poor working people.

I'd hate to think the war's
stopping on my account.

This is the fourth big war
I've sat through.

And if you've seen a-one,
you saw 'em all.

What are you up to, honey?

Just keeping an eye
on Cousin Zadok.

Well, you're gonna have to stand
back a ways for that.

'Cause when I finish
this rocking

I'm just gonna get up
and start callyhooting

all over this mountainside,
sightseeing and such.

Don't think you should. You've
done enough walking for a while.

You should take better
care of yourself.

I don't see why.

It ain't as if they're
saving me up for something.

Or as if I was gonna get lost
on Walton's Mountain

that being where I learned
to walk in the first place.

Try this.

It's not very pretty.

That's an apple.

(Zadok)
'They're what you call
a hybrid apple.'

It's a cross betwixt
a wild apple tree

and two tame ones
I got growing on my farm.

I thought I knew every apple
that grows in these parts.

Well, every kind that will I got
growing up there on my farm.

Yeah..

...I got 12 different kind
of apples growing on one tree.

- Sure you do.
- You're joking.

Jim-Bob, you and Elizabeth go
keep an eye on Cousin Zadok.

He's supposed to be keeping
an eye on John Curtis.

Cindy will do that.

Come on, Elizabeth.

Hi!

I keep seeing it,
but I don't believe it.

- Got you working overtime, huh?
- Sergeant Walton--

Jason.

When the colonel
works overtime

then the Colonel's
driver works overtime.

I hope that's not too hard
for you to understand.

- Sergeant.
- Colonel, sir.

Good morning, sir.

When you finish with my car,
sergeant and with my driver

then we can get on
with the war effort.

I was just coming up, sir,
to let you know the car's here.

- Sergeant Walton, isn't it?
- Yes, sir.

You have any duties to perform,
Walton, because I do.

Matter of fact, sir,
have a pass for the weekend.

- Use it.
- Yes, sir!

He took us to the old chimney

where Rome Walton
and Rebecca Lee lived.

Uh-huh.

He knew where it was and telling
us how it was in the olden days.

Suddenly, he looked at us and
said he'd forgotten our names.

Do you suppose
his mind's goin'?

Honey, you know how some folks
get when they get old.

Remember your grandpa?

He could recite 76 verses
of Horatius at the Bridge

but could never remember
where his hat was.

'Cause it was
on top of his head.

At anytime, his mind was as
brisk as a tick in a tar pot.

Well, I hope you're right.

(Elizabeth)
'He sure hasn't forgotten
the picnic.'

[door creaks]

Needs more salt.

(John)
'Well, how is my grandson?'

Oh, he's asleep,
thank goodness.

I finally met the doctor

He said it sounded
pretty routine.

Just a minor
digestive disorder.

Sounds like a stomach ache.

Where's Cousin Zadok?

Oh, he went down
to the Godsey's store.

He said he wanted to see
if it's changed any since 1908.

I think I'll go see
if he's changed any.

You haven't noticed anything
different about him, have you?

Well, he's deaf in his left ear

and he has a terrible weakness
for well-favored redheads.

(John)
Who doesn't?

[birds chirping]

Still, in all, it is
a most unusual name

Zadok. From whence
does it originate?

The first kings, Second Samuel.
The crowning of King Solomon.

Zadok the priest
and Nathan the prophet.

I been away from here
ever since 1880.

Some of my mama's people left me
a farm up beyond Big Spruce.

If I'd have known how
little the farm was

I wouldn't have went.

I could've had 'em
send it to me.

I surmise that Big Spruce is a
considerable distance from here.

Oh, distance ain't no name
for it, Sis Godsey.

'Why, it's so far back
in them hills'

'they use wolves as watchdogs'

and the hoot owls mate
with the chickens.

I do not care who he is.
He is crude...and backward.

There's nothing
backward about him.

And also suggestive.

Oh, come on, Corabeth.
He's just a hillbilly

the way the good Lord made him.

Might as well face up to it.
We're all hillbillies--

Speak for yourself.

- Morning.
- Oh, hi, John. How are you?

- Seen my cousin Zadok around?
- Ha!

Yeah, he's back there
in the seed catalog department.

Cousin Zadok?

You back here?

Must have gone outside.

You see an old fellow come out
here a couple of minutes ago?

Yup, I see'd him.
He come and he went.

Went where?

Well, a young fellow
drove up here.

He was lost, asking
his way to West ham.

The old man, he volunteered
to show him the way

and then he drove off
with him.

Funny your cousin would leave
without saying bye to anybody.

Reckon I'd better go
find him.

(John)
Cousin Zadok.

Well, you go traveling

you never know who
you're gonna find.

Oh, what are you
doing here?

Oh, just looking
the place over.

They got one whole
big school here

that don't teach nothing
but farmin' and such.

You thinking of enrolling as a
freshman or take it up as hobby?

Oh, nary a one.
Albeit one of them

professors I was
a-talking with

proffered to get me
a piece of paper

I could put a frame around
and put up over my fireboard.

It would say, "I got all the
education I can chamber."

They call that
an honorary degree.

You think he might
give it to you?

Not by a long stitch. He come
right out and said he's jokin'.

Said them papers was for folks
who give them a football field.

- You ready to go home?
- You know the way?

[melancholic music]

Have you people been
callyhooting again

or just traipsing this time?

Oh, we neighbored a bit

and then we was out
doing a little caucusing..

Easy, easy.

- Hellfire and damnation.
- Are you alright?

If they put my brains
in a bird's head

he'd have flied backwards.

Well, he sounds alright.

Old and brickly-boned and don't
evenly watch where I'm a-going.

Why, you'd thought
I'd busted my dad-blistered hip

it'd have been Katy bar
the door, I'll tell you!

Ain't got time
for such as this.

Cousin Zadok, let me help
you in the house.

Cousin Zadok can help hisself
right out to the barn.

[cursing indistinctly]

You know, I hate to say it,
but he really seems

pretty far gone.

Hitting on about
three cylinders, I'd say.

Oh, come on!

Well, his hearing's gone, his
eyesight, too, for all we know.

His mind wanders.

His memory just
turns on and off.

I think he's got hardening
of the arteries.

We're the only relatives
within a 1000 miles.

I think he's
come here to die.

Why would you say
something like that?

Suppose he did come here
for that. what'd we do?

What can we do?

We do exactly what Cousin Zadok
would do if someone came to him.

Invite him in and make
him feel comfortable.

* And when that
ram was butchered *

* There was
an awful flood *

* Singing fal-de-rally, raldy *

* Dolly do-dum-do *

* And when that ram
was butchered *

* There was
an awful flood *

* And 14,000 people got
a-drownded in the blood *

* Singing fal-de-rally, raldy *

* Dolly do-dum-do *

* Now the wool
upon that ram's back *

* It hung down
to the ground *

If you think that's bloody you
should let Mary Ellen come here

and hear
a few verses.

It's been a
strange weekend.

We haven't heard any war news
since yesterday morning.

Well, Cousin Zadok
doesn't listen at all.

He says that good news will keep
and bad news will hunt you down.

I thought you were painting
Grandma's room

while Rose was away.

Well, I was till
Erin kicked me out.

She said that I was getting more
paint on me than on the walls.

You know, sometimes I think
she's got some shingles loose.

- What kind of talk is that?
- Cousin Zadok talk.

You know, he reminds
me of Grandpa.

He's fun
to be around.

Yeah, you know, it's something
like a dish of mustard greens

after a long winter.

- Just what the system needs.
- Yeah.

You know, with this war being
so unreal you feel like

you've been sick three or four
years and then something like

this old man comes
and reminds you there's

sunshine and
fresh air and..

- Vitamins?
- Vitamins.

I got a hunch that there's
nothing wrong with Cousin Zadok.

It's the world that's got
some shingles loose.

(Zadok)
'Cousin John?'

Well, I thought you'd be out
peltering them lumber people

telling them where the bear
set in the buckwheat.

You stop
peltering me.

I've got to be
in the right mood first.

Little John Curtis dropped off
to sleep for a while.

He don't appear to be as pert,
though, as he was this morning.

It just appears to me that,
that poor little sprout

be addled in his gut.

The doctor says not to worry,
get here as soon as he could.

Well, I thought I'd go
projecting around

and see what's alongside
the roadside.

If there are any
telephone calls

or anybody drops by
to see me..

...you just tell them
I'll be back in a whipstitch.

We'll sure
tell 'em.

He told me a lawyer
was after him.

Told me he was getting
an honorary degree

from Boatwright University.

It must be awful
to get old.

Small world, but
I was here first.

Wherever I go,
you're there first.

I'm studying two
very hard courses

in the
Armed Forces Institute

and tests are coming up
in both of them.

You think if I went
to my barracks to study

It's a
WAC barracks, Walton.

'All enlisted personnel
of the feminine gender.'

You think you can try
and not be there ahead of me?

I'll make it
a promise.

You're all heart.

You know what might do you
a whole lot of good, Sergeant?

Go back to your WAC barracks
and when you get there

go soak
your silly head.

I may just
do that!

Then give the rest of the world
the day off.

You're a vain, spoiled,
egotistical brat, Hazelton.

Moping around, creeping
into a corner

when somebody
says hello.

You come into the U.S. Army
for privacy or something?

Absolutely none of
your business!

You're a crabby, sneering,
sarcastic shrew.

You're narrow-minded,
ill-mannered and furthermore-

Furthermore what?

Furthermore, I'm crazy
about you!

[instrumental music]

[instrumental music]

- Zadok.
- Huh?

What is going on here
and what is that stuff?

The baby's forehead
is soaking wet.

Oh, he's a mite sweaty,
but he ain't fevered.

It's the catnip part
that does it for him.

Catnip?

Yeah, I brewed the little chap
a mess of catnip tea.

Then I took a sizeable chunk
of rattle weed root

boiled that
with it.

Oh, it'll fix
it's meek as Moses.

You're absolutely crazy.
You've poisoned my baby.

Oh, I bet I ain't.

He only taken
a middle sized cupful.

Daddy, the old man
is dangerous.

He fed John Curtis catnip tea
laced with rattle weed root.

- Did he throw up?
- No.

While I was talking to the
doctor, John Curtis fell asleep.

What did
the doctor say?

He said if it worked that well
he'd try it himself.

[mellow fiddle music]

Cousin Zadok.

That's his
bad ear, Daddy.

Cousin Zadok.

Great day in the morning,
Cousin John.

What are you
and all 'em gentlemen's

doing up here at this
time of the night?

We came up here
to ask you that.

Oh, I just came to say goodbye
to an old, old friend.

[upbeat music]

Hi, I'm looking
for Jason Walton.

- He's in there.
- Thank you.

[knocking on door]

Antoinette.

Come in.

Thank you.

First, don't bother
to apologize.

That's supposed to be some
kind of joke?

Because it's
my turn anyway.

I know what you think
of me, Jason

because you very kindly
explained it to me.

I just want you to know
that if I'm crabby and all that

there's nothing personal.

Okay.
Fine.

I've been a long time
getting over something

and...like
I said yesterday..

It's none of
my business.

Thank you.

Nothing at all.

Um, you forgot
your music.

I what?

Um, Your song or whatever.
You forgot it in the Day Room.

Oh, thanks. I'd sure
hate to lose this.

No offense, but parts
of it you should.

Yeah?

I don't mean to start another
fight or anything, but may I?

There's a few places where I
don't think you were watching

where you were going.

I'll show you.

Here.

Okay.

Um, for instance
where you have..

* Ta-na-na
Ta-da-da *

Mm-hmm

Maybe you could have
done something like..

* Ta-na-na-ta-da-da *

Play that again.

* Ta-na-na-ta-da-da *

I hate to say this, but I think
you're absolutely right.

I thought I was.

And where you had..

* Na-na-na
Na-na-na Da da da *

I could have
gone, maybe..

* Da-da-da
Na-na-na-na Ta-da-da *

Yeah, something
like that, in my opinion.

Okay.

Well, let's try it your way
and see what we've got.

Okay.

* Ta-ta-da
Ta-ta-da Da-da *

* Ta-ta-da
Ta-ta-da Da-da *

- It's supposed to have words.
- Oh, words I can't do.

I'm so glad.
Move over.

- Let's try it from the chorus.
- Okay.

* Antoinette Antoinette *

You're kidding.

'You're not kidding.'

Oh, no.

* Antoinette *

You sing.
* Antoinette *

* You're the kind of woman
who's not easy to forget *

* Won't you say
you'll stay *

* Won't you say
you'll stay *

* Won't you say you'll
stay Antoinette *

- Good morning.
- Good morning, sir.

Mr. Zadok Walton said
I might find him here.

I'm Arthur Harrington
from Charlottesville.

I've heard
that name before.

I'm serving as
Zadok Walton's attorney.

I have a paper here he asked me
to draw up for him.

You're a pretty expensive lawyer
for an old dirt farmer

from Boone County,
aren't you?

Well, if I am,
it's his fault.

I told him my fee would be
one bushel of fruit

and he refused to settle
for less than two.

He's a feisty
old character.

That he is.

These gentlemen have known my
client a lot longer than I have.

Dean Beck and
Professor Bohannon.

Both of the School of
Agriculture at the university.

Hm.

Well, come on out.

- We'll see if we can find him.
- Thank you.

Now, if you'll
just look that over.

Ah, if you'll now
just peruse all that, John.

'I ain't got my
right spectacles.'

Be glad to,
Cousin Zadok.

It's an old fashioned
form of conveyance

and so is
some of the language

but so is my client and you
can't argue with a mule.

(Dean Beck)
'Now, if there's anything
you don't understand.'

If we ever
get to it.

Briefly, it's a
deed of gift.

Inter vivos,
between the living

by which Zadok Walton
in consideration

'of the goodwill and esteem he
bears for Boatwright University'

'and for the furtherance of work
in the field of agriculture'

'hereby gives and grants
unto said university'

a certain plantation and parcel
of land in Boone County

containing 21 acres..

Being the same
more or less.

'...with all buildings,
orchards, watercourses'

'privileges and profits after my
death to have and to hold.'

With certain
restrictions to it.

And the next three quarters
of the page

tells precisely what this
said university

can or cannot do
with his 21 acres..

...if and when said Zadok
ever decides to die.

Let me tell you something,
Mr. Walton.

This dirt farmer cousin of yours
is the most opinionated

unreasonable--

Obstinate.

Cantankerous old man

this neighborhood has seen
since Thomas Jefferson.

Anyone else would let us
buy the damned farm!

Well, it's more than
just a farm.

It's a
remarkable workshop.

A laboratory for an
untrained natural born

horticultural wizard.

'We've learned as much up there
about fruit and trees'

'as we've
been teaching.'

Have you ever seen
a tree

with 10 or 12 different kinds
of apples on it?

Or an apple tree with pears
growing on it?

We've often said we'd
like to have Zadok

on the university faculty
if he could speak English.

You could have went further
and did worse.

Oh, this is a big day
for the school, Mr. Walton.

We're going to use the farm,
study it, preserve it

long after
Zadok is gone.

You mean sort of as a
remembrance museum or something.

No, no, no. Something very
alive and busy.

Sentimental only to us.

'It's a very rich gift
your cousin Zadok'

'is giving to the people
of this state.'

(Arthur)
'Just part of it is one little
stand of apple trees up there'

'worth a small fortune
to Virginia agriculture.'

Well, I'd admire
to think so

because I never got a pure-D
dime off in it myself.

This old coot has developed
the most promising new strain

of apple since the
Albemarle Pippin.

It's not an awfully big apple,
and not very pretty.

Well, neither was the
Albemarle Pippin.

'Back off.'

It's still my apples, and I've
still got work to do on it.

This is mighty generous
of you, Cousin Zadok.

Now, if you'll just
sign there.

And if you'll sign there
as witness.

I still think you should let us
give you the money.

I'd hate to have it on my books
at the Day of Judgment.

What I got
and what I learnt..

...the good Lord
never charged me for it.

We're having a little picnic
for Cousin Zadok.

We'd be happy to have
you gentlemen join us.

[everyone]
Oh, thank you.

Well, you did a
real good thing

and it was a pleasure
meeting you gentlemen.

Thank you very much.

I'm not sure
I believe about this pear.

Elizabeth.

Who are
those people?

They're just professors and such
from Boatwright University.

'Friends of
Cousin Zadok.'

Friends of Zadok?

Mm-Hm.

People from the university
are really excited.

He's giving them
a big endowment.

I find that scarcely credible.
What could he give them?

Just an apple.
Try one.

Alright.
Okay, if you say so.

Alright, everybody! I've got an
important announcement.

Come on over.
Come on, gather around.

Jason.

Cousin Zadok decided he wants to
make a little speech after all.

That's good. I was worried he
was going to play the fiddle.

Dog my cats, Elizabeth,
I heard that.

Now, come on, you young'uns,
settle down.

I got something to talk
to you about.

You know, it's a proud thing
being back here

on the mountain
where I growed up.

'Meeting all you fine kinfolks
I never seen before.'

'I had a hankering to see what
the back home Waltons was like'

'after all this
long time.'

Well, I ain't met a one
of you I didn't like.

'Another thing.'

Since I'm about four years
older than Methusalem

'I calculated I'd better
settle my affairs'

'before the
bell rings.'

'Now, I got rid of most
of my worldly goods'

'since breakfast
this morning.'

Well, while we're
all here together

I wanted you to meet
the oldest friend

I've got on
God's green earth.

'Jason, hand me
my music.'

Yeah.

This old fiddle,
it don't belong to me

but I've looked after it
for quite a while.

Now, I think it's about time
somebody else looked after it.

Zadok, I'm not sure
what you mean.

Well, if you hold your tater
a minute, Cousin John.

I'm gonna tell you.

This old fiddle's
108 year old.

'It belonged to an old gentleman
named Rome Walton.'

He's my granddaddy,
your great granddaddy.

Well, I'll be damned.

Yeah, he made it
and he played it.

During the time of Tippecanoe
and Tyler Too.

And then he died.

'And my grandma said
he wanted me to have it.'

And whilst I'm still
around to see

that it don't go to just
any branch of the family..

...here.

Cousin Zadok.

'We're mighty proud
to get this.'

I reckon I'll just turn it over
to the musician in the family.

Cousin Jason, can you play
Rosin the Beau?

That was the favorite ballad
of my old granddaddy.

Is everybody ready?

* I've lived for the good
of my nation *

* And my sons are all
growing lo *

* But I'm hoping
the next generation *

* Will be more like old
Rosin the Beau *

Join the chorus.

* Be more like old Rosin
the Beau my boys *

* Be more like old
Rosin the Beau *

* I'm hoping the next
generation *

* Will be more like old
Rosin the Beau *

* Oh, when I was
youthful and handsome *

* The girls, they all called
me their beau *

* But now that
I'm old and I'm ugly *

* They call me old
Rosin the Beau *

* They call me old
Rosin the Beau *

* The girls, they call me
old Rosin the Beau *

* But now that I'm old
and I'm ugly *

* They call me old
Rosin the Beau *

* When I'm dead and laid
out on the counter *

* And the people all come
for the show *

* Pour sassafras tea
and corn whiskey *

* All over old
Rosin the Beau *

* All over old
Rosin the Beau whiskey *

* All over old
Rosin the Beau *

* Pour sassafras tea
and corn whiskey *

* All over old
Rosin the Beau *

[all cheering]

[fast fiddle music]

(narrator)
Cousin Zadok had the picnic
that had been pledged

to him 21 years before.

And having found
our family

suitable custodians
for the fiddle

he left it with us when he
departed on Monday morning.

My father wanted to give him
a ride back to Big Spruce Knob

but he set out
on foot.

He said "It's such a pretty
day, I think I'll walk."

- 'Daddy.'
- 'Yes, Elizabeth?'

'You reckon Cousin Zadok's
home by now?'

'I don't expect
it matters, honey.'

'He just seems to enjoy
traipsing around.'

(Elizabeth)
'Caucusing.'

(John)
'And callyhooting.'

(Elizabeth)
'It's almost as good as having
Grandpa back, wasn't it?'

(John)
'Almost.'

- 'Good night, Daddy.'
- 'Good night, honey.'

(John)
'Good night, everybody.'

[theme music]